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angsty melodrama or, the reason an angry stand-up comedian once called me emo:
Bundle of Nerves~
raw, sparking against the fading light; burnt out, but still alive, unbinding with every move until there's nothing left but loose wires looking for a connection; a balance; a positive for her negative; anything to complete the circuit and return the flow so she can warm herself by the amber glow of love, however fleeting that light might be, however frayed her hope has become, listlessly sprawled across her bedroom floor.
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